#don't ask why i'm drawing christmas stuff in the summer

[ihatebrainstorm]

small collection of sketchy doodlydodads from @bloominglegumes 's Jazz n Powl humanformers au bc they live in my head rent free all day everyday ;v;;

[galacticlycoris]

Hi @galacticlycoris As I am starting to get used to Tumblr (as this is my first social media account), I am enjoying doing these Q&A things! So, I thought it would be fun to ask some friendship questions to you, as you seem like a very lovely person!

1. What is your favorite season and why?

2. What is your favorite genre of music and why? (If you have one, what is your current favorite song/artist?)

3. What are your favorite top 5 relationships you ship?

4. What is your favorite book genre and why? (If you have one, what is your current favorite author/book?)

5. When did you first get interested in drawing? How did it come about? (Your drawings are so cute and you can see that you have great talent in drawing, by the way! 🤩)

Thank you for taking the time to read this!

Thope we can become friends in the near future as I follow you on this platform! ❤️❤️

Hello to you, and to new followers who know me only from Tumblr! You can call me Shuuya! I used to post my art on Twitter only. Although I haven't been drawing much lately (most of the stuff I've been posting here recently are older art), I'm hoping to draw more next year and be more interactive over here. So please don't hesitate to comment, send asks, etc! (｡◜��◝｡)

1. What is your favorite season and why?

We only have summer and Lots of Fucking Rain where I live lmao but I've experienced spring and autumn in my travels and I think I like spring the best!

2. What is your favorite genre of music and why? (If you have one, what is your current favorite song/artist?)

I wouldn't say it's my favourite, but I do listen mostly to pop? This year I got into Stray Kids! I've been listening to their latest mini album MAXIDENT a lot recently.... but since it's Christmas season, I recommend their song 24 to 25! "((∩´︶`∩))"

3. What are your favorite top 5 relationships you ship?

I dont really have "top" ships, I dont think? Uh I guess we can base it on ships I drew a lot for throughout the years... xicheng (mdzs), emuhiiro (kr exaid), sarumi (k project), wenzhou (shl). there's also da qing/ye zun (guardian); while i haven't drawn them as much as i have the others on this list, it's a very special ship to me ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)

4. What is your favorite book genre and why? (If you have one, what is your current favorite author/book?)

hmmmm I guess I like fantasy stuff? My favourite books is Howl's Moving Castle. Recently I finally read The Song of Achilles and Circe! I highly recommend, even though both broke me 😭😭😭

5. When did you first get interested in drawing? How did it come about? (Your drawings are so cute and you can see that you have great talent in drawing, by the way! 🤩)

Thank you! I've always been interested in drawing since I was a kid because I have always been into anime and stuff like that? I drew a lot in high school, stopped during uni, and picked it back up seriously sometime around maybe 2016? (yes, i am old lmao) Although we had art classes in grade school, we weren't really taught about the things that would actually make a difference in your art, like the type of paper to use for certain mediums, etc. So when I decided to pick up watercolors as an adult, I had to learn from scratch. Thankfully unlike when I was a kid, there's now an abundance of information on the internet.

Thanks for the questions! I hope you found my answers interesting. I like these q&a stuff but no one really sends me anything and I'm a p boring person anyway, no juicy story to share around here hahahahaha

[lilaceas]

am sick of making fun without telling that old story about consequence from a fallen star this sounds hypocrital from you to do what we did in new years eve when we both fucked slow & warm sheets before our third honey & tequila dose cloudlike white powder a smoke & disappear wondering if a heartbreak, makes sense if there's no jokes said fuked girl go dream so i left my body asking for permission to drown in my own tears.

cherry candy shoes, a vision from heaven going to die effortly behave a river invisible landed conceded a blind old man you both once called father i mean & screaming each others name a blessed daughter & mother this ceaseless war

Hell in my veins a single doll made from cups of glass & lonely by what we going to do without, hands against the

immaculate way of surviving through fire from her signature lightner so i authorize the purity that cames from her bathroom wine & candlelight forms as angel wings a pair from lollipops lips gleam an aching boredom flying over us fever menstruation deep at woods & forest landscape empty room paradise. they moaning could be the last adventure & rollercoaster akind street trying to not look at myself blood sheets something else i forget & forgive drip the cards & say you'll always have me hit me then smile think about promises we'd scream behind sadness in our pale eyes & make this pain goes

away why while nothing touches things we be stealing from teenagers & nice strangers destroy what burns through we don't needs, self effort draw in your skin a letter to your papa saying all you wanted is, to be blind when your girl is in love with you but not dare to understand that her lavender bra is too much for a man that doesn't laughs against law wet dizzy & raw milk.

dry your arms & rot around forget me i'm not sorry because i'm not an actress give up at trying to find girl's cum i'll never do this again i said already mommy washed away my best sunday dress & now i have nobody that's the same of you they knew own me recover sit up your weed we don't need to share you listened & close from that tale guilt art & free from abuse woman don't suffer we tolerate always fucking & never learning so how you want me to make this viewed as its easy life's couldn't be a lie but with you i grew as a liar they don't see me when i'm with you even with big eyelids & sunset reflecting in my cold face.

let go. don't interrupt me when my guardian angel is in a conversation with done models at past midnight spring, summer

unscrubbling utopia stop saying you couldn't see something as black as blackness when i'd hit my convulsioned throat in bath & you make them believe it was for love i don't only cut myself i put my house down. poison ivy exhales same smoke but garanteed this isn't sweet go on touch me before it again forcing destiny curl back in static moments your bullets fails off & you sleepy baby from nowhere that doesn't lay in any place that isn't a saint's bed keep running you're doing your best & i don't even asked for it i the girl that never swallows that never deal waiting for a pill coma fourteen years bad stuff collector gave you a lot of brightlight tender & close her body in 200km a hour. no you don't mean anything it's over i smell as good as birthday cake i become my ex knife delusional fragment from no name outland. survive is how i tell good luck this become the grave & love, a christmas tree

Bby it's hard to drink my mouth twist in the corner with dissolving ass shit & never lift.

[leothil]

11 questions

Tagged by @stagefoureddiediaz thank you so much!

Rules: Answer the following 11 questions and then ask 11 of your own and tag people

1. If you could play one musical instrument and be really good at it, what would it be and why and what would you use this talent for??

So I'm gonna give a twofold answer for this. I already play the piano, and it would be really nice to be super good at that in both the classically trained way (the road I was on when I took lessons) and the jazz-musician-that-can-improvise-anything way.

Another instrument it would be nice to be good on would be something like a piccolo, ukulele, tin whistle etc, something you could easily carry with you and just whip out at (in)opportune moments. A guy in the orchestra/marching band I was in during my studies whipped out an ukulele and played a little serenade to the girls manning a beer stand at one of the festivals we attended, and got himself a free beer for it (yes, he was also very conventionally attractive).

2. If you could do one thing over, without affecting the space time continuum, what would you do and why?

Oh, I'd break up with my last ex years before our relationship actually ended. It wasn't going anywhere and I should've confronted that instead of clinging to the familiarity of it.

3. If you got to appear in an episode of 911, which one would you be in and what would be your storyline?

I'd happily go over a cliff or something, so that Eddie Diaz could rappel down and carry me back up. So if it has to be an existing one, I guess that would make me the hiker looking for the treasure?

4. What is the stupidest thing you’ve done I want to know all the gory details

I can't think of any truly stupid things?? Maybe I've just blocked them all from my memory. But a couple of friends and I made our way down into the tunnel network under our uni campus while very drunk, and decided that exploring them were a good idea. Among other things we found a small altar with a statue of the Virgin Mary and some spookily fresh flowers on it. This is weird enough considering a) catholicism is very small in Finland, something like 15k practicioners in the whole country and b) the tunnels aren't supposed to be in active use for anything other than the state's technical research centre sometimes testing new drilling methods and stuff, I think. Students were absolutely not supposed to be there (my friend had, ahem, acquired a key to the tunnels through some means).

Anyway, we made it out alive and went back to the party, but those few memories I have from down there are very weird.

5. What is your earliest memory?

When I was 2-3 years old I managed to climb a waterslide (aka a normal playground slide that just went out into the sea) at my parents' friends' summer place and accidentally went down it. I can remember the water rushing up towards me and instinctively drawing breath. Apparently the water was shallow enough that I could stand up on my own, but it was apparently a couple of seconds of heart attack that I gave my parents.

6. What is the best compliment you’ve ever received? (Give us the context for it as well!)

...I don't know what it says about me that I can't remember many compliments at all. A recent one I do remember was after a Christmas concert last week; I had a solo, and one of the older choir members came to me afterwards and said "fantastic solo, wow!" and did the chef's kiss thing.

Actually, one amazing compliment is the fact that the student association I was part of during my studies awarded me the highest badge of honour you can get without being named honorary member (of which there can be, like, 5 alive at the same time). That was them saying "we see how much work you've put into this organization and for its members, and we appreciate it so much" and it's probably the best recognition I could've gotten. God I love that place, it's what I miss most about studying.

7. What was the last lie you told and why did you feel the need to lie?

Someone tried to get me to go for an eye exam/get a pamphlet about it or something, so I just said I'd recently had one and also frequented one of their competitors (the last part is true). I... guess just saying "no thank you" didn't feel nice. Goddamnit. "Fuck politeness" is still a skill I'm working on.

8. If money was no object, what will you be buying and why?

My brain short-circuited at this, like it always does whenever someone asks me what I'd like for Christmas/birthday etc. More shelves and such furniture for my home maybe? I need to fit more plants into my house but I've run out of flat areas for them. If I had the room, I'd buy a grand piano (can I say I'd buy a whole-ass house just to fit a grand piano in?).

(I could say a new desktop, but my current is actually comparatively good, and I don't want to put my money into the ridiculous prices currently demanded on the hardware market, because then manufacturers and retailers will just be encouraged.)

9. What is your favourite possession?

The sheep plushie I've had since I was 2 months old.

10. What does your name mean and why was it given to you (if you don’t want to reveal you real name, then tell me about your username 😎)

Frida means (apparently) the beautiful, the beloved. If I remember correctly, my parents gave it to me because I was quite a calm baby my first days, and the word "frid" in Swedish means peace, quiet. :D

My username is the first name of my LotR OC I made when I was 10 lmao. But nowadays it's my online handle pretty much everywhere, I even react if someone calls me Leothil.

11. What’s the most unusual thing on your bucket list?

I don't really have a bucket list per se. But I think I'd like to go back and get a second Master's degree in something at some point. I just don't know what yet.

My questions!

1. What social media are you most active on and why?

2. What's your most detested fanfiction trope?

3. If you have to bring something homemade to work/a party/a potluck, what are you bringing?

4. If you'd make the choice now and easily could afford whatever school you wanted, would you start studying something, and if yes, what?

5. What was your favourite childhood movie?

6. What's something that's clearly trash but you enjoy nonetheless? Can be a book, a movie, a game...

7. If you had the means (and the energy), would you go full interior designer!Eddie and change out your decor every season?

8. Do you have a favourite band/artist?

9. What kind of vacation is your dream vacation?

10. What's your favourite chocolate?

11. Who's the most interesting person you've met?

Tags go out to: @nogamediaz, @hattalove, @oatflatwhite, @elvensorceress, @adamsparirsh, @capseycartwright. Sorry? :'D

[oh-shadowlord]

This was a year!

First of all thanks to @artofponara on twitter (check his art!!) for providing the template and thanks to @ultramarini (check her art!!) for joining everything together, this year I was going to make it myself, but my laptop stopped working on weekends and it's a shame and I had to ask her to make everything for me AGAIN lol

I'm so happy with how my 2020 went in terms of art. There's almost nothing I didn't liked in result and this final understanding that I can enjoy what I make is overwhelming, I don't know why but even last year I thought that being proud of my pics is something disgusting and I didn't deserve all kind words (probably because I was very depressed that even had to take meds, but fortunately that's in the past). But this year is different and I can proudly say that I'm awesome and I make awesome stuff and capable of making even more awesome things.

I'm so happy because when I wrote about myself in the end of 2019 I told that my goal for next year is learning how to tell stories through art, make backgrounds and make expressive pose (probably I meant something else except sitting and standing) and by looking at what I have now, I can say all those goals are now completed and during 2021 I will sharpen my skills.

This year is also awesome because coming back to Tumblr in summer was a good decision, I like it here actually, people are nice, humor is specific and I like that I can write unlimited amounts of text and people most likely won't skip it.

Anyway! Thank you for being with me people, this is one of the lasts posts of 2020, I have something that I:lol hopefully finish by Christmas and two Gideon the Ninth pics I don't want to leave for January ❤️

And under cut you can see summaries from previous years, and yes, in 2016 I was about to stop drawing, haha fool

[assless-chapstick]

Hi Noble, I am in a bad place right now just feeling sad and low. Wanted to ask you for some Charthur ranch life headcannons? Your writing always cheers me up and distracts me when I'm sad. No pressure if you don't want to, just the act of writing this helped a little already 💕

Aw feller, I’m sorry to hear that you ain’t feelin so hot. Times is rough all over, and some times it feels a little difficult to keep on pushing, don’t it? Hopefully I can whip up something that might help cheer you up.

I been thinking a lot lately about what Arthur and Charles do around the ranch, especially in the winter time. The spring, summer, n autumn are more busy for them than the winter is, I imagine. In the spring Arthur spends a couple weeks our at the different ranches in the area, helping out with calving and foaling and what not. He’s real good with animals, and hes got a much smaller property than some of the other ranchers in the area, so he don’t mind helping out none. He trades his services for like, meat n stuff from his neighbours.

Charles goes away hunting on a big fur trip in the autumn, most years. He and Arthur of course hunt together during the summer, but in the fall Charles goes away for a couple weeks to get a bunch of furs, spends the winter tanning them. Winter is really for things like that, building furniture, etc… things he can do in his workshop.

I also think Arthur spends a lot of time in the garden during the summer. It’s a huge garden, too, with rows and rows of corn, potatoes, carrots, and cabbage. Any given day from May til September, Arthur’s out there weeding and watering and checking for pests. He likes the sun, ain’t really able to get used to living indoors.

Sometimes, he works the garden shirtless, on really hot days. Every spring, Charles teases Arthur about how white he is, and every summer he rinses Arthur’s back with cold water after he (inevitably) gets his first sunburn. After that, Arthur always gets tan and golden brown with the sun, and his hair gets all sun bleached and he looks so healthy that Charles just has to kiss him when he finds him between the rows of corn.

A couple summers in, Arthur plants beets, cuz they’re hardy and do well in the soil. He learns that winter that Charles hates beets – Arthur’d canned a whole bunch, and over dinner one night Charles asks how many cans they have left.

Arthur is like, “aw hell, I don’t know, maybe eight or nine? Why?” and Charles is just like “no reason.” And goes back to eating… the beets…. But Arthur can read him so well, knows by the set of his shoulders that Charles is disappointed, and he can’t help but laugh, cuz it’s so damn cute. Charles never complains about food or cooking (except to tease Arthur) so for him to actually dislike a food is just so novel, and they’ve been together for years and Arthur is delighted that there are still things he doesn’t know about Charles.

So Arthur kisses him and steals his plate and finishes the beets… they have them much less often after that, and Arthur plants turnips instead the following year. And he trades some of the beets away to Mrs Shevchenko (who’s daughter is 21 and engaged to be married but still makes big moony eyes over Arthur, who is pushing 40, at mass every Sunday) in exchange for some of her pickles, because the garlic and dill she uses is just the best….

Oh! And during the summer, the boys both like to stroll through the strawberry patch to eat the ripe ones… and Charles will sometimes pull a carrot from the garden and rinse it n eat it right there as he watches Arthur try and wrangle the goats so he can sheer them… (can you shear goats?)

So I think they spend much of the year outside, gardening, caring for the animals (along with the goats they’ve got like 6 horses and some chickens and a few dogs that roam around and of course, Cheater the cat), hunting and fishing…

The winter is harder on Arthur, I think, because he likes to be busy and can’t stand to be inside all day long. I think in the winter, he paints, just to have something to do with his hands; he don’t like being stuck inside all day. He’s a pretty garbage painter, though…. Charles buys him some pastels and charcoal, and he does much better with those. His pastel portraits are beautiful, though he mostly does wildlife and florals.

They both try to take up knitting and mending, and are both pretty horrible with it… Arthur does a lot of the mending because he’s marginally better, but it’s still Pretty Bad.

They spend a lot of evening in the winter by the fire, reading to one another or playing cards, or dominos… Arthur will lie between Charles’s legs as Charles massages his shoulders, might hum something for him …

They don’t really celebrate Christmas, I don’t think. Neither of them did it growing up, and they’re not religious – Arthur only goes to mass on Sundays because to not do so would draw suspicion. So they don’t celebrate Christmas…. But the lesbians, Sue and Louise-Anne, do, and they always invite Charles and Arthur over for Christmas dinner. They mother the boys, a little (one of the women has an estranged son but we don’t talk about him), and give them socks or jumpers for Christmas… the first year the boys didn’t get them anything (they didn’t know!!) and they felt awful…. Now they get ladies yarn or furs or furniture that Charles made in his workshop (Arthur does a beautiful job on carving the details and adding inlays)

All in all, it’s a peaceful existence, and they keep busy. I think, on nights like this where it’s cold and snowy and the sun sets early, they make love under the guise of getting warm… there ain’t much to do once the sun goes down, save for curl up in bed n kiss slow and lazy til they’re grinding up against one another and Charles is cooing in Arthur’s ear about what a pretty little housewife he makes and how soft his tits feel now that he’s got his winter weight on…

I hope that cheered you up a lil bit, mister!! Happy trails!!